born to fall asleep in your lap forced to “look for jobs”

i wake up thirsty and i think of palestine. i go to the doctor’s office and i think of palestine. a sign in the corner of the waiting room says ‘this is a place of healing, disruptive behavior will not be tolerated’ and i think of palestine. they probably weren’t thinking of bombs and snipers and mass graves in parking lots. i call my parents and i think of palestine. i drive to the grocery store and i think of palestine. i look at the clear blue sky and i think of palestine. i put the dishes away and i think of palestine. i feed my cat and i think of palestine. i listen to music and i think of palestine. i read poetry and i think of palestine. i text my friends and i think of palestine. i think of palestine and i think of palestine and i think of palestine

they truly mistook my kindness for weakness guys

thank you for reblogging my 10-note flop post you are like a wife to me

[ID: A white piece of paper on which is written: I’m down in the garden. I love you. Here’s coffee.]

Big huge fan of the way people eyes soften when looking at people they love it’s like they can’t help but let their guard down and open their hearts up

it’s both comforting and heartbreaking that over time you will slowly forget the little details of someone you once loved so deeply until their memory is just a hazy blur like a dream you once had and can’t quite remember anymore

tumblr is a dangerous thing for a woman like me to have, but i have it